#I AM also married

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

So @moonmanatee and @tackytigerfic both tagged me to do a year in review. Thank you so much!! In 2024, I published exactly 1 fic. Apparently I started it in August 2023, and I finished it in November 2024. So. Over a year of working on that fic. It came in fits and starts at first, but after a while, we did get comfortable with each other and progress a little better.

I started it about a month before the end of a three year relationship. Coping with that has been difficult for me, and I wonder if some of that grief seeped into the story. In a lot of ways, it is a story about grief over the end of things and trying to find your way into a new life. It’s also a very like. Stubbornly joyful story. That’s how I see it, anyway.

I was actually thinking the other day that I think my drarry fic is my strongest work, and I am particularly enamored of this newest one (I have 126 works on AO3 and 23 of them are drarry). I’ve been pondering that, and I decided that the reason my drarry fic feels more engaging to me is because in my older stuff, the pairings tend to be very insular with each other. In my drarry fic, they’re not just falling in love with each other, they’re falling in love with the world and with themselves. They’re opening up and reaching for new things. For instance, in this new fic, in addition to discovering each other, Harry and Draco are also discovering Shakespeare and Austen and pop music and the simple joys of the supermarket. They’re not turning away from a world that hurt them, they’re gassing each other up to meet the world and find the beautiful things in it.

I think at first I was talking to myself about my hopes for my relationship with my ex. She moved across the country to live with me, and I wanted to do the whole bride wedded to amazement thing with her. And eventually I decided or I realized that no matter what, no matter who is with me, I want to be the bridegroom taking the world into my arms. And I definitely expressed that in my writing about love and relationships and self discovery and grief. Let’s make ourselves at home in this world! Let’s be in love with discovery!

ANYWAY, my new fic is called Queen of the Weeds, named after a line from this excellent poem called In Perpetual Spring by Amy Gerstler (hat tip to @oflights on whose blog I first read it). I was very attracted to the first line, “Gardens are also good places to sulk” because Draco is licking his wounds.

This is an 8th year fic that starts maybe ten weeks after the end of the war. Draco has been coerced into returning to Hogwarts by the Wizengamot, even though he feels like there isn’t much left there for him. But Harry is still interested in him and helps him get interested in the world and his future. They get to be teenagers, just setting out to explore life together, and I love that for them. I had so so much fun writing this fic, and I feel that I really made friends with the characters.

I have no idea who to tag, but if you’d like to play, please do!

[hinamie]

10 years later

[ryllen]

[ x ]

[boobilby]

Ouggahgggaaaghhahggggggggghhhajhahg he built her a billboard oahhgaghhhggcfccaffdghhgggghhhhhhhh he’s in love with his wife AHHHGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH

[polycraftory]

This came to me in a vision at 3 AM and I got out of bed to make it.

- Gabe

[bl00dalchemist]

Woe, Naruto doodle dump be upon ye!

[maddymoreau]

Thinking about how Diavolo’s feelings transcend time and how in the Nightbringer UR+ card Demon Lord’s Castle Tour this conversation happens.

When asked, “Do you wish to see your father?”

Diavolo responds:

“I suppose I do . . .” isn’t the typical reaction to how a child would feel about wanting to see their parent. Especially when said parent has essentially been in a coma for a year.

Along with how Diavolo describe his father.

It makes more sense why when you learn in Lesson 56 how Diavolo was treated by him growing up.

Diavolo can tell when others are lying but is unable to understand his father’s intentions.

Diavolo mentions that he lived a very sheltered life growing up. That from a young age his father never allowed him a chance to talk to anyone outside the castle.

His childhood friend was Mephistopheles. A demon literally RAISED to be his friend. Putting a barrier between the two because Mephistopheles would put Diavolo on a pedestal.

The isolating childhood he experienced riddled with his strict father constantly scolding him.

Despite everything MC is so important to him he wants to see his father again so we can meet.

[momspren]

Excuse me. EXCUSE ME. ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT ZELDA MOVED INTO LINK'S HOUSE, HAS HER JOURNAL IN HIS ROOM, REFERS TO IT AS "MY HOUSE" COMMISSIONED A SPECIAL LITTLE ZELDA HIDEAWAY WHERE SHE KEEPS LINK'S EXTRA HAIRTIES AND WRITES CUTE LITTLE NOTES ABOUT PRESENTS SHE'S GETTING HIM??

DO I HAVE THAT RIGHT NINTENDO?

[carissime]

Literally no thoughts just Gojo after your wedding carrying you over the threshold of your hotel room. You’re not leaving for your honeymoon until the morning but he nearly trips on the doorframe in his haste.

“You really don’t need to carry me—”

“But it’s tradition, we need to consummate the marriage!” he insists. Within seconds his lips are against yours and he’s fumbling with the light switch, and you finally swat his hand away and just beg him to take you to the bed.

He works the zipper of your dress down, part of him sad that he’s not going to see you in this gorgeous gown again, but then it reveals your white lace lingerie and the groan he lets out is broken and guttural and desperate.

This is far from the first time he’s seen you like this, but there’s something about this moment here and now that makes it so much more intense, so much more intimate and he just never wants to let you go.

“Satoru,” you whisper, and his breath hitches.

He leans down to capture your lips in a kiss. “Shh, I know. Just lemme take care of you, like I promised.”

And when he sees the gold band on his fourth finger pressing into the skin of your hips as he sheaths himself inside of you, he nearly loses himself, sending up a prayer to whatever gods are listening that he can keep his promise to keep you safe and happy forever.

[softmangoes]

how the LIs kiss

18+

pure!sydney's kisses are sweet, mouth soft and his tongue warm. he kisses you in the same way he savors the hard candies you'd slide over the library counter, slipping them into his hands just so your fingers could brush. when he pulls away, his glasses are foggy, a nervous smile on his face. "was that..." he says, blushing. "was that alright?"

corrupt!sydney's kisses are hungry. he's got his hands under your shirt and his tongue deep in your mouth. he's been waiting so patiently, after all, and now he finally has you to himself. "you taste divine, beloved." he says, fingers slipping under your waistband. when you sigh against his mouth, he smiles. "but i think it's time i have my dessert."

whitney's kisses hurt. they're full of teeth and bruises and blood and his nails digging crescents into your skin. whenever he crushes his lips to yours, he always makes sure to leave you aching. and like every fight you've had against him, you never come out unscathed. "there," he says, marveling at the fresh marks blooming along your neck. "now everyone will know whose slut you are."

kylar's kisses are desperate. his hands roam your skin as his mouth murmurs endless promises into the hollow of your neck. "we'll be together forever," he says, drunk on the scent of you. he presses his body to yours, eager to get closer, to envelope you in his embrace. to never, ever, let you go. "nothing will ever change that."

eden wastes no time when he kisses you. he has known the lean months of winter and the lonely days of fall. you cannot deny him the sweetness of spring. he bites into the curve of your neck like the first fruit of warmer days, licks at your lips to drink in your sweetness. but a hunter is always hungry, always wanting. "it's been a long day," he growls, deepening the kiss. when he takes your shirt in his hands, the fabric rips apart easily. "too long without you."

robin's kisses are warm. they're fingers running through your hair, a smile against your mouth. sunny days and lips that taste like fresh lemonade. he always laughs when he kisses you, like he can't believe he's doing this. like he can't believe he's yours. when he kisses you, the world is a little brighter. softer. "it's a beautiful day to be with you," he murmurs after he pulls away, pressing a peck to your cheek before taking your hand in his.

there is no way you can truly describe how the ivory wraith kisses you, but there is a note of familiarity to it. your mind conjures memories of kisses whispered in passing, of lips locked in darkened halls. "as sweet as ever," he hums, licking your lips with his cool tongue. "as sweet as always." the passing of centuries have done little else but make him yearn. the wraith, with his great and terrible beauty, kisses you like he's been waiting for you all this time.

[marimeeko]

Why do shonens gotta sell me the most intimate queer masterpieces but then say that Boy 1 ends up with Girl 1 and lives happily and very heterosexually ever after, as if these main boys didn't just spend 430 chapters being emotionally entangled and mortally codependent on each other.

[orioofthestars]

OFFICIAL RELEASE SO IM BRINGING THIS BACK—

yk Hermes’ new design? Kinda reminds me of smth…

[simplydnp]

The Dan in the Shrek shirt and hat is giving “we were being silly and soft still in our pjs in the hotel room” vibes like he looks like he just woke up 😭🥺

lightly tousled for sure. a lil squinty a little flirty a little ruffled. definitely part of how they recovered from jet lag

[ravenstorm2011]

“the purpose of life is to get married and have kids” Uh no

[suntails]

mwah 💋

[megafart1]

Fiddauthor doodles

*leaves this politely on the floor and scurries away*

yeah. enjoy ^_^